Leave Me Alone to Drone!

This was one of 'those' mornings. Kid fell asleep in my bed last night, carry him to his own bed and realize he'd pissed in mine...as evidenced by the giant wet spot on my shirt (where I'd carried him) and the larger wet spot on my bed. Then he pissed in his OWN bed too. So the morning started with laundry. Found out later that the dog had gotten into the spirit of things and left two separate piles of sh*t on the basement floor. It had the appearance of being solid...the APPEARANCE...but it was a rouse, and therefore much messier to clean up than I anticipated.

Kicked over a box of screws on my way to switching over the laundry. It's amazing how many screws can fit in a box and how far they can travel after accidentally being kicked. It's also amazing how long it takes to clean them all up.

Would have been done with it sooner, but the kids were off from school today and they have all manner of needs...including removing the spider that had lodged itself under my son's Lego Batmobile. Naturally, I couldn't find the damn thing by the time I got there. This proved problematic because my daughter was now convinced that it was hiding somewhere so that it could attack her later. She didn't agree with me that that was ridiculous...so I spent about 10 minutes looking for a spider that, frankly, I didn't wanna find.

In the end, I got to work late and a bit frazzled.

ENTER THE DRONES

So, with GE2 coming up, the fine folks from Pro Aerial League came by the station with drones for us to test fly, complete with the helmet/goggles. It was fun, it really was, but a lot harder than any of us thought. That said, Thee Ted Smith was unquestionably the worst of us. Ted had the 'ability' to launch his drone sideways...consistently...and smash into walls. It was impressive and quite terrifying all at the same time.

I did OK. OK. I only crashed 3 times. That's good to know because I've been considering getting a drone to f**k around with the kids. But that has also proven to be exactly why I WON'T get one. Sure, part of it is the very real consideration that the kids will destroy the thing in a matter of seconds, but more the point, I don't wanna share my drone-flying time. Yeah, it's selfish, but I don't care. And buzzing the drones around today only confirmed my selfishness. So what I'm thinking is that I might buy one but not tell the kids. BAM!!!